Now it's that, 6 shots at his back, don't run off with no pack
He got murk tryna slime us out, he ain't make it back
Got my scrap, not from 63rd but I'm screaming scrap
When I ride, dress up in all black, Glock up on my lap
Hit the curve, bounce out with the pole steady, screaming slat
Said "I love you" but that shit was cap, ain't no strings attached
Broad day come through with my Glock, Phaylo got the Mack
Hallways where I used to trap opps come through and clap
Now I'm back, 6 shots at his back, I been cooking crack
Signed a deal, tryna chase a meal but I still ah clap
Take who chain off who neck, not mine, boy that shit is cap
Come through playing, image you portraying, yo' shit gone get wrapped
Swerving, purging, come through off the perky
Ready for whatever 'cause this 40 hold 'bout 30
Put a 4 up in my Sprite got Raylo screaming out it's dirty
If I catch yo' bitch ass lacking boy you know that shit is curtains
Now it's that, 6 shots at his back, don't run off with no pack
He got murk tryna slime us out, he ain't make it back
Got my scrap, not from 63rd but I'm screaming scrap
When I ride, dress up in all black, Glock up on my lap
Hit the curve, bounce out with the pole steady, screaming slat
Said "I love you" but that shit was cap, ain't no strings attached
Broad day come through with my Glock, Phaylo got the Mack
Hallways where I used to trap opps come through and clap
Hallways where I used to trap bagging up that dope
We wasn't broke, ran outta crack, started selling soap
I ran it up and put my hood up, now they treat me like a pope
Bitch I feel like doctor king, I gave the whole hood hope
All my young niggas out here wilding
Shoot shit like Ray Allen
Phony niggas talk behind yo' back but in yo' face be smiling
I keep my head up, I can't lack homie
So I'm riding 'round with that strap on me
Gotta make it back to my babies 'cause I'm the only one
Don't make me have lil' Pooda pull up on you
Shoot you with that ruger-ruger
Them percs, I'm off, forgive me for my sins, Hallelujah
'Cause bitch I'm God body, hardbody
Know I ain't tryna kick it with these niggas like karate, woo
Now it's that, 6 shots at his back, don't run off with no pack
He got murk tryna slime us out, he ain't make it back
Got my scrap, not from 63rd but I'm screaming scrap
When I ride, dress up in all black, Glock up on my lap
Hit the curve, bounce out with the pole steady, screaming slat
Said "I love you" but that shit was cap, ain't no strings attached
Broad day come through with my Glock, Phaylo got the Mack
Hallways where I used to trap opps come through and clap